Yu Shaomo was originally working upstairs to deal with the documents, but he always felt that Aunt Liu would go up and report to him after a while: Mo Shao, Miss Ning has left.

Only then did he go downstairs to make sure she hadn't left.

The maid brought the dinner, and Ning Qiaoqiao put down the ice pack and ate quietly.

Yu Shaomo picked up the chopsticks and glanced at her still swollen little face, and a fleeting killing intent flashed in her eagle eyes.

After eating, Aunt Liu arranged Ning Qiaoqiao in Yu Shaomo's bedroom, but Ning Qiaoqiao refused to enter the door and asked to change the room.

"If you don't live in this room, which room are you going to stay in?" Aunt Liu naturally thinks that Ning Qiaoqiao should live with Yu Shaomo.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Aunt Liu seriously: "Aunt Liu, Yu Shaomo and I are no longer in that kind of relationship, I'd better go to the guest room to live." ”

"Then you have to ask Mo Shao, if Mo Shao agrees, you can go to the guest room."

After Aunt Liu finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Aunt Liu's back a little helplessly, turned around and walked towards the guest room on the other side of the corridor, and reached out to turn the doorknob to open the door.

It can't be screwed!

The door to the room is locked!

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the locked door depressedly, and went to other rooms to try it, but it still couldn't be opened.

There was no way, Ning Qiaoqiao could only go back to Yu Shaomo's bedroom.

Pushing open the door, the furnishings inside have not changed, they are still the same as when she left, but the dresser is gone, just like a single man's room.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked left and right, turned on the TV and sat on the sofa, planning to wait for Yu Shaomo to return to the room and tell him that she was going to the guest room.

Time passed minute by minute, only the sound of the TV came from the quiet room, Ning Qiaoqiao glanced at the time, Yu Shaomo had not come back yet.

Her body curled up on the sofa changed positions, moved her numb arms, and continued to wait with her head propped up.

When Yu Shaomo returned to the room, he was stunned for a moment, stared at Ning Qiaoqiao who was lying on the sofa and frowned, and called Aunt Liu to come up.

With a gloomy face, he asked, "Why is she here?" ”

Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment, Mo Shao didn't like Miss Ning living in the bedroom?

"Mo Shao, I'll immediately ask Miss Ning to go to the guest room to rest."

After Aunt Liu said respectfully, she was going to call Ning Qiaoqiao.

Yu Shaomo glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao: "No need." ”

Aunt Liu took a step, turned her head and looked at Yu Shaomo in amazement, lowered her head and said, "Yes, Mo Shao, then I'll go down first." ”

Aunt Liu closed the bedroom door, and Yu Shaomo stood at the door for a while before raising her feet and walking towards Ning Qiaoqiao, staring at her with dark eagle eyes.

The remote control had already fallen to the ground, and Ning Qiaoqiao's petite body shrank on the sofa.

The room was air-conditioned, she didn't have anything on her, and the small fist on her cheek seemed to be cold, clenched tightly.

Yu Shaomo stared at Ning Qiaoqiao for a while, then turned around and went to the bedroom to take the quilt and cover her.

Following.

The early morning sun shone in through the window, and Ning Qiaoqiao, who was sleeping on the sofa, frowned, opened her eyes drowsily, and turned over.

Boom!

"Ahh

Ning Qiaoqiao screamed in pain, covered her head and sat down from the ground, looking around in confusion!

She fell off the sofa, and although her body didn't hurt much, her forehead hit the coffee table, and the pain made her tears come out.

"You can fall off when you sleep, you can be a little more stupid!"

A deep voice suddenly sounded in the bedroom, and Ning Qiaoqiao jerked through his body and looked behind him.

I saw Yu Shaomo walking out of the bathroom wearing a black bathrobe, holding a towel in his big hand, wiping his hair as he walked, and it seemed that he had just taken a bath.

Ning Qiaoqiao reacted at this time, she was still in Yu Shaomo's bedroom.

Ignoring Yu Shaomo, Ning Qiao looked at the sofa behind him in disguise.

"You slept like a dead pig last night! I can't get any better interest! ”

Yu Shaomo mocked Ning Qiaoqiao viciously.

“”

You're a dead pig!

Her body really didn't have that kind of afterthought, Ning Qiaoqiao glared at Yu Shaomo viciously, got up from the ground, and walked towards the bathroom.

After washing her face, Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the still swollen half of her face in the mirror and squinted.

The fingerprints on it, still legible, reminded her of the insults she had suffered.

Coming out of the bathroom, there was no longer Yu Shaomo in the bedroom, and Ning Qiaoqiao also walked downstairs.

Walking down the stairs, Ning Qiaoqiao felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and when he looked down, he saw that in the hall on the first floor, Yu Shaomo, who was still in the bedroom just now, was now sitting on the sofa, his long legs overlapping each other idly.

There were several people standing in front of him, and the back of a woman among them made Ning Qiaoqiao feel a little familiar.

Ning Qiaoqiao came down from the upstairs and heard footsteps, and everyone standing in the hall turned their heads to look at her, including the woman that Ning Qiaoqiao felt familiar.

It's actually Zhao Meihua!

Ning Qiaoqiao suddenly frowned, and looked at her with cold eyes: "Why are you here?" ”

“”

Zhao Meihua, who was unrelenting in front of Ning Qiaoqiao, didn't dare to speak!

"Come here." Yu Shaomo stared at Ning Qiaoqiao.

Ning Qiaoqiao frowned, glanced around, and walked towards Yu Shaomo.

She understood, looking at Zhao Meihua's appearance, she should have been kidnapped by Yu Shaomo.

Yu Shaomo didn't pull Ning Qiaoqiao into his arms like before, but stared at her and said, "How she beats you, you can pull it back!" ”

Ning Qiaoqiao was shocked and turned her face to look at Zhao Meihua.

"Ning Qiaoqiao! Don't you dare! ”

Even if she was afraid of Yu Shaomo, Zhao Meihua couldn't help but scold Ning Qiaoqiao now.

In her eyes, Ning Qiaoqiao has always only been bullied by her, how can she do anything to her!

Ning Qiao Qiao looked at Zhao Meihua fixedly, coldly hooked the corner of his lower lip, raised his head and slapped Zhao Meihua in the face!

Yu Shaomo has sent people to the front, why didn't she fight!

Ning Qiaoqiao's palms were numb from the beating, and Zhao Huarong was also beaten and took a few steps back and couldn't stand steadily.

"How dare you hit me! Ning Qiaoqiao, you little slut! ”

Zhao Meihua wanted to rush over and hit Ning Qiaoqiao, but she didn't look at where this was, and was directly held down by the bodyguards on the side!

Ning Qiaoqiao stepped over in one step and slapped him hard!

"You're bullying me!"

"Instigated your daughter to fix me!"

"Don't allow Ran Guotao to give me money, I want to die!"

"Hit me and scold me!"

Slap after slap.

Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes were red, and her mind was full of grievances between her and Zhao Meihua's mother and daughter over the years, her hands had been dominated by hatred, and she couldn't stop at all!

Zhao Meihua spat out blood foam in her mouth.

Yu Shaomo looked at Ning Qiaoqiao's slender back steadily, raised his eyebrows, and picked up today's financial newspaper on the side with a pleasant slap on his face.

Tired from the fight, Ning Qiaoqiao stopped to rest, and her eyes were still staring at Zhao Meihua viciously and fiercely.

"Little slut!" Zhao Meihua, who had been beaten, stared at Ning Qiaoqiao viciously.